Forged In Fire (Ardeo)
Heart of a dragon, i'm happy to let em have it
Wreck havoc on your fave rapper
And wrap em inside a casket
I'm rapping to pay these taxes
Cz niggas really been starving
Breath fire on all you bastards
Brought all the smoke like I'm marley
My mind is a different planet
Inhabited by a spartan
I map it out when I'm snapping
The statics while niggas trapping
And yapping about their habits
I dive on em like Jeff hardey
This shit is mental gymnastics
Cz out here we cooking classics
I studied all the mechanics
I mastered the apparatus
My soul has been round the atlas
I'm putting niggas in classes
I'm putting niggas in ash trays
When niggas is spitting trash
I cut em off like a cancer
I cut em off like bad service
How e be?
What's the deal my nigga?
How it feel
You better keep it real my nigga
I done went against the grain
Since then ain't nothing been the same
So when you try communicate
Just know you talking to a great
Now I'm about to start again
Look at what I did with all the pain
I put some money on my brain
Before I ever copped a chain
So insane I'm taking shots like it's very the last bucket
Always held on to the vision like my own eye socket
Less I forget I'm boutu sky rocket on you emotional tourists
Bitches checking me out like I just stepped out the office
Now I just hit surface, see I'm going in deep
So u best run for covers, Cz now I'm playing for keeps
Niggas thinking it's sweet
Learnt to think on my feet when I was stuck in these streets
Couldn't afford no producer, so I jus made all my beats
Now my life is a session, shut up and take a seat
How e be?
What's the deal my nigga?
How it feel
You better keep it real my nigga
No Dey trip
Hard as fucking steel my nigga
Keep it trill
Till d day they read my will my nigga
I'm in a zone and
I'm gone be here forever
Your shit is old, you'll barely make it thru Summer
My shit is gold and I came prepared with a burna
So now behold, this energy goan light a transformer
Cz I got the Heart of a dragon
I'm happy to let em have it
Wreck havoc on your fave rapper
And wrap em inside a casket
I'm rapping to pay these taxes
Cz niggas really been starving
Breath fire on all you bastards
Brought all the smoke like I'm Marley
My mind is a different planet
Inhabited by a spartan
I map it out when I'm snapping
The statics while niggas trapping
And yapping about their habits
I dive on em like Jeff hardey
This shit is mental gymnastics
Cz out here we cooking classics my nigga
Wreck havoc on your fave rapper
And wrap em inside a casket
I'm rapping to pay these taxes
Cz niggas really been starving
Breath fire on all you bastards
Brought all the smoke like I'm marley
My mind is a different planet
Inhabited by a spartan
I map it out when I'm snapping
The statics while niggas trapping
And yapping about their habits
I dive on em like Jeff hardey
This shit is mental gymnastics
Cz out here we cooking classics
I studied all the mechanics
I mastered the apparatus
My soul has been round the atlas
I'm putting niggas in classes
I'm putting niggas in ash trays
When niggas is spitting trash
I cut em off like a cancer
I cut em off like bad service
How e be?
What's the deal my nigga?
How it feel
You better keep it real my nigga
I done went against the grain
Since then ain't nothing been the same
So when you try communicate
Just know you talking to a great
Now I'm about to start again
Look at what I did with all the pain
I put some money on my brain
Before I ever copped a chain
So insane I'm taking shots like it's very the last bucket
Always held on to the vision like my own eye socket
Less I forget I'm boutu sky rocket on you emotional tourists
Bitches checking me out like I just stepped out the office
Now I just hit surface, see I'm going in deep
So u best run for covers, Cz now I'm playing for keeps
Niggas thinking it's sweet
Learnt to think on my feet when I was stuck in these streets
Couldn't afford no producer, so I jus made all my beats
Now my life is a session, shut up and take a seat
How e be?
What's the deal my nigga?
How it feel
You better keep it real my nigga
No Dey trip
Hard as fucking steel my nigga
Keep it trill
Till d day they read my will my nigga
I'm in a zone and
I'm gone be here forever
Your shit is old, you'll barely make it thru Summer
My shit is gold and I came prepared with a burna
So now behold, this energy goan light a transformer
Cz I got the Heart of a dragon
I'm happy to let em have it
Wreck havoc on your fave rapper
And wrap em inside a casket
I'm rapping to pay these taxes
Cz niggas really been starving
Breath fire on all you bastards
Brought all the smoke like I'm Marley
My mind is a different planet
Inhabited by a spartan
I map it out when I'm snapping
The statics while niggas trapping
And yapping about their habits
I dive on em like Jeff hardey
This shit is mental gymnastics
Cz out here we cooking classics my nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Oluwatosin Kolajo
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